Andrea has just turned 50, an age I like to call "the second blooming." Or as they say, 40 is the old age of youth, but 50 is the youth of old age. Now that I'm past my birth at 50, I get it more and more. But I could feel that a whole new life is opening before her. She's rediscovering who she is, and I hope she takes this ball and runs!
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